( Red is very much enjoying this too, leaning into each kiss, into the fingers skimming over her body though she has no idea where they will go next. Not really, which makes it all the more attractive to her. Her hands cannot keep themselves from roaming over Clara in turn despite not being able to see her. She can feel the curve of her waist against her palm, feel the length of her back, dip her own hands low along Clara's thigh and then back around. They're going to fuck while Clara's invisible and that's fucking incredible.
Her face is flushed. She's breathless with a little hoarse laugh. That is harder to wrap her head around: feeling beautiful, being beautiful. The way Clara describes it, it's hard not to believe her though with her conviction. )
So are you, sweetheart. I don't have to see you to imagine - striking brown eyes, a smile that could set the whole damn world alight. ( She'll continue whispering praise to her as their bodies tangle on the mattress. )
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( Red is very much enjoying this too, leaning into each kiss, into the fingers skimming over her body though she has no idea where they will go next. Not really, which makes it all the more attractive to her. Her hands cannot keep themselves from roaming over Clara in turn despite not being able to see her. She can feel the curve of her waist against her palm, feel the length of her back, dip her own hands low along Clara's thigh and then back around. They're going to fuck while Clara's invisible and that's fucking incredible.
Her face is flushed. She's breathless with a little hoarse laugh. That is harder to wrap her head around: feeling beautiful, being beautiful. The way Clara describes it, it's hard not to believe her though with her conviction. )
So are you, sweetheart. I don't have to see you to imagine - striking brown eyes, a smile that could set the whole damn world alight. ( She'll continue whispering praise to her as their bodies tangle on the mattress. )